#asparrowsdaughter

[sam-themiddle-winchester]

A vampire and a Hunter

Sam sighed as he watched the vampire he had been tracking for over a week walked into another bar. He got out of his car and pulled his jacket tighter against his body as the cold weather tried to slip through. The bar was warm but smelled like alcohol and musk. There were people playing pool in the corner and a few people at the bar, including the vamp. He made sure he had his knife and moved to the bar, sitting on the stool and looking over at her. It looked like she was looking for someone, another vampire or a victim, he didn't know. Only that she was a vampire and he needed to take care of her. He kept his eyes on her, making sure she never left his sight for more than a minute, and making sure she didn't take anyone outside.

[pensivemercury]

'I want the K'

4: Forehead Kiss

"Just try to be careful." A quick mutter; bandages wound about her hand, his own deft in wrapping her up. He was used to this— he’d had to wrap his own up many times; too many accidents what with the over-sized scissors he preferred.The job was quick; blood stained the bandage but that was of little worry, he’d already sterilized the wound. "And don’t grab a sword when drunk." That earned a half smile; and he pulled her face close to his to kiss her forehead— ah, perhaps an impulsive thought, but she reminded him well enough of his own daughter, if even you just included her first name. 

[hatteriousmadxarchive-blog]

Wrong first impression | Grace & Hatter

“Stop all this…” The sounds and pleadings of wonderlanders still reached his ears, it didn’t matter that he was almost at the further room in the Tea House. He had a throbbing headache, caused by the desperation that the noises and Dormouse’s voice generated and nagged him so greatly. His tea, a blessing for these matters he thought, a little bit of serenity to keep his spirits calm and away from anger. The hot yellow liquid warmed the cup that he was cradling between his hands, his eyes closed as he breathed.

“One bottle… two bottles… three bottles…” he repeated in his mind until he reached ten letting the air go out of his lips slowly. The first thing he saw, that shelve where some bottles of feelings stayed, tempting him always to take a little bit.  He couldn’t do it, he had to resist to that colorful liquids… There was no feeling he hadn’t tried already, he knew each single distilled emotion that was brought to the Tea House. He was the main seller at the end, someone had to take care of proving the product. There had been someone to prove them instead, shame his heart wasn’t strong enough to bear them…  Poor little heart of his, so weak.

When his lips pressed against the edge of the cup a knock made him jolt off his seat. "What did they want this time? Hadn’t he been clear that he wasn’t interested in receiving anyone today? "Be nice..." he mumbled to himself. "Come in..."

[asparrowsdaughter]

☠ The favourite: Sparrow | Pan

simplythelostboy: 

It was quite often you’d find Grace running around the dense jungle of the Island, she wasn’t so sure about the blasted kids around here, nor the pirates either, they looked odd. Very odd, infact, to the point she had decided to keep herself to herself instead of going and helping herself to a cabin aboard that mans ship. With so many thoughts rushing through her head, along with the fact that she’d just stolen some goods from the Indians, and was being chased by them, she’d bumped into a little boy of whom she’d not yet met. And it was unfortunate that she had. With a groan and rub of the head. Lazily, she took a hold of one of the trees to her right hand side and hauled herself up off the ground with support before finally standing again. Arching a brow, the girl leaned forwards to take a good glance at the boy, and with a little smirk, held out a hand for him to take if he wished "Need a hand, love?" Grace would question, taking the chance to eye him up and down.

[asparrowsdaughter]

☠ New encounter: Grace|Rumple

darkestchippedcup:

For the first time in several days, Grace had not visited The Rabbit Hole. It had began to dawn on her that soon, people would be asking many more questions than just the brief 'What's your name?' Of which she would reply only with her first. She didn't want her name to pour from the lips of people and perhaps get to the man her father branded an enemy— Hook, because she knew he was here. Many stories and conversations she had overheard were of him, and it wouldn't be the most logical thing to let him know she was here, too. Besides, before she had even reached Neverland, when she was with her father they both had looted and stolen from many people, and she began to like the brief conversations she hadn't had for such a long time. Now, however, Grace had decided to take a small walk through the forest. Not a lot of people visited the place that she knew of, so it'd be a nice way to end the day. Especially with a swim too, she'd began to grow quite fond of them, knowing that nobody would find her and try to take advantage of her for her scales— seeing as she was half-mermaid. One drop of water would cause her to transform if she didn't dry off within ten seconds. Ducking beneath branches and leaping over a couple of broken logs, the female folded her arms gently across her chest and strolled through the wood without a care in the World. With the moon and stars out, they took most of her attention.'

[robinofthekingsguard]

Need A Hand?

"What's the commotion?" Robin wondered to himself. He hadn't done anything yet today; so why were guards everywhere? Who were they hunting? His answer come quickly. A young woman was ducking through the crowd, clearly hiding from someone. The guards spotted her however. Robin couldn't just stand there and let them capture her. He pushed off the wall he was leaning on. His hood covered his face as he jogged through the crowd. He grabbed the girl's hand. "Come with me if you want to escape." With that, he took off, pulling her with him.